Quick flash shot. I know it’s an odd title, but…it all started with a quick sketch of a stream gushing forth from a bunch of suspended eggs, then forming a bi-directional waterfall. Then I went to sleep. This kind of thing happens when I stick my head out from under my rock and read things like this.
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Makes perfect sense.
Ah, good.
And here I was, hoping you’d started raising chickens… :-D If you ever do decide that let me know…
No, no. Rick has talked about chickens, but as I’m the one who would end up doing the work, I said no.
It certainly feels like we’re living in a cracked world.